Everything Comes And Goes; Pleasure Moves On

The Bands And The Roadies, Love 'em And Leave 'em. It's Pleasure To Try 'em, But Trouble To Keep 'em.

The Only Thing I Have To Give To Make You Smile, To Win You With, Are All The Mornings Still To Live.

You Know, Neil Young Is Singing Rock N' Roll Will Never Die, And Neil Never Rocked And Rolled In His Life. I Mean, He Rocked, But He Didn't Roll. He Has Got No Swing In Him.

Because Elvis Gave 'em Cars, You Think I'm Cheap.

Elusive Dreams And Vague Desires Fanned To Fiery Needs By Deadly Deeds Of Falling Empires.